Charles Chaim Wax
A Friend - Poem by Charles Chaim Wax
I got a call yesterday
About Gloria,74 years old,
From her sister,69, a smoker all her life
Plus drank a fifth of rum,
Everyone thought she
Would go first
But cancer demolished Gloria through and through.
Lucy and Lorenzo said I should send flowers
For fifty dollars
Such kind children
I sent a Mass Card for five because
How does the inside of a coffin breathe.
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